The Phone Call

Mr Edward was very surprised to see an incoming call on his phone. Erica was waving the universal sign for whomever was watching the live feed to pick up the phone.

Busted?

Taking the call, Mr Edward was not amused to hear Erica’s voice on the unlisted number.

“Listen, I know you’re watching. I won’t debate why right now. I just need clear straight answers.” Erica sounded rushed and pressed.

“Um. OK” the surprised Mr Edward said.

As the pair chatted, it became clear that Erica was not comfortable with what she had uncovered in the old bedroom. Something about a child who lived in fear or something. The room was too strategically set up to be a child’s room.

Erica wanted to know who had set up the room and kept it as it was. Upon hearing that the design had been made by Andrew without their consent, her face paled a bit.

She turned away from the camera and walked out into the hallway and found a spot that was out of reach of the cameras.

“You had the ability to spy on your son for how long?” Erica asked.

Mr Edward felt very uncomfortable. The implications were way too wide. It could be interpreted any number of ways. Even if the security measures had been placed after Andrew left, the idea that cameras were all over the house could be very damaging.

At this point, Mr Edward had his own questions as well.

“When did my wife hire you and how do you know my number?” Mr Edward asked in an effort to deflect Erica’s question.

“That’s the least of your concerns really” Erica quipped.

His wife had picked a winner. This woman was just as buttoned-up control as his wife was. Erica’s demeanor had been so sweet. But, as she hunted around the house, she had started to look older and wiser. The questions were just piling on.

“Something made young Andrew withdraw and become very closed off. I can’t figure out what and why.” Erica refocused the conversation.

“Yeah. I wish I knew. I can let go being upset that you’re hired help for a minute though. What does this mean for my boy is more important to me” Mr Edward pushed forward in a defensive tone.

“I wish I knew. Nothing seems wrong with your son, other than whatever might have happened to make him sanitize his room of all memorable things a child usually has.” Erica let out with a sigh and heaviness to her voice.

“Thank you”

“You’re not going to ask me if he can be fixed?” Erica asked with growing concern in her voice.

“No. He’s not broken. We just nearly broke him. Now we have no idea what to do or how to be close to him”

Erica smiled. At least his parents had some degree of insight. They were willing to change. It was Mrs Edward who was going to be a bit tougher to reach. She was just as self-controlled as Andrew. However, if anyone knew how to play anyone, it was Andrew who held the ace of spades.

Inside of Kate’s Bedroom

It has been a while since a man has held Kate’s attention like this. Andrew was finding a sweet spot in her mind. He had spoken to her mind. He had been very respectful. He always was.

Today was different. He had cracked open a small window and Kate had seen Andrew for who he was. The kindness was not just professionalism. It was driven by deep sense of care and loyalty.

Kate shook her head. Here she was filling in details that probably was not there. There was a good reason why Andrew had never made a move towards her. It was more than the fact that they worked together. He had a woman in his life. But… who?

People talked. The town was not that large. Everyone who had ever had a chance at dating Andrew had eventually talked about it.

The man was smooth, yes. But this was different. They had never socialized outside of work before. Kate had always been very curious as to why.

As she shed her work attire, Kate started feeling like a woman again. With just her bras and nylon on, the feeling of femininity was making it’s way back. The whole dress was a rare move that had not lasted all day. Work had changed to a more demanding pace and she had to change into her typical uniform.

The lingering feel of Andrew’s strong leg against hers made Kate blush. This was not the first time a guy had managed to sneak a touch of her, but this was different. There was electricity. A connection.

The tone in his voice had changed. Very subtly. But it had softened. It had a playful cadence to it. It was not flirtatious. But it was teasing out her soul.

If Andrew wanted to play, she would have allowed it. He had earned enough of her respect and trust over the time they worked together. She knew he would have been gracious and respectful.

The way his apology had rolled off his lips and the way his mouth caressed her name made her heart pick up pace. Andrew had not jumped back. He had not moved too suddenly. He was well controlled and well… hot.

That is what it was. Heat had slipped out of him with his well mannered words wrapped in celestial tones.

Kate let herself fall back on her bed and extended her leg up toward the ceiling. She looked at the spot that had touched Andrew’s leg. Her hand caressing the CDR nylon gently as she heard the sound of the silk against her hand.

She knew she’d be replaying every single incident she had ever had with Adnrew in the office. There had to be a pattern. The way he had spoken to her was different than he’d ever done. There was a bit of truth she was missing.

His tone reminded Kate of someone she knew and cared very deeply for. However, there was no connection that she knew of. All she knew was this, the way Andrew spoke her name had a vibe that felt very personally comfortable and soothing.

Until she figured it out, might as well bask in the reverie of his hands rubbing her calves tonight. With a gleeful smile, she curled herself up with her teddy bear and pretended that Andrew was single and had agreed to help her out of her nylon. She giggled.

Why did men have to be so complicated about letting a woman into their hearts?!?

this story will continue. It has a lot of dark passages. Do click like if you like it. All characters are fictional. All names were selected randomly. Any resemblance of facts is purely coincidental. Reading is purely for entertainment value in this genre of writing

the next chapter will return… in a few weeks. gotta address real life. everything is cool.. it’s all the juggling act we call life. stay tuned for other shorter posts until this story returns

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